what is this "as well" business? i thought you were very slender, and had your girlish figure in check?

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Originally Posted by patrickBOOTH

Probably like 10-15 pounds. But I did lose 100, so whatevez. Also, don't be a douche, I know it is hard, but honestly.

we do ask for miracles, it is not polite.

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Originally Posted by Neo_Version 7

This is what I hate about SF these days. Everyone is too effing nice and polite and afraid to hurt someone's feelings. It's people like you that encourage this lame attitude. If I want to poke fun at your multiple chins, I should be allowed to do so without worrying that you will be butthurt. What are we? In junior high?

yeah, people being nice. that is exactly like junior high. and srs, how annoying is it when are nice. barf.

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Originally Posted by patrickBOOTH

Sure you are allowed to, but it doesn't discount that you're being an asshole. If you want these kinds of freedoms move to America then be a dick.

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Originally Posted by Neo_Version 7

Fine, I'm sorry. I didn't know that you were so sensitive about your weight.

only pussies apologize. pussy.

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WTF I already apologized. What more do you want?

he wants you not to apologize. being nice is for luzars in lunior high.

1. had to have the whole "well, obviously you aren't very responsible with your money" talk with my mother today. nothing like making your mother cry to make you feel good.
2. on the way to work today, while driving and drinking a power shake for breakfast, I got rear ended. got totally covered by protien shake. car needs to go into the shop, missed the appointment that I had set up. asked my secretary to greet the guy who was coming to meet me and she totally fucked it up.

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oh and almost forgot
3. so I ended the fiscal year on friday. one report finished, one didn't (the other one isn't on plan yet as he is new). the one who didn't it was basically on a technicality, and will get credit for hitting his quota on monday (today) but it will count as hitting the quota for the year. but he wasn't in the system as having closed quota. so I coudn't congratulate him. but I didn't feel it was fair not to congratulate the other guy, who worked really hard and hit quota. so I sent out a large circulation email congratulating the one, and I sent a private message saying to the other that I would congrtulate him monday. he gave me all sorts of piss about how demotivating it was, and on and on. fuck him. that kind of thing drives me nuts.

1. cant even imagine having to do that. so sorry.

2. i guess you needed a quick atonement before yom kippur.

3. what i dick. i would much more appreciate a personal thank you and congrats, and final the personal touch more motivating. thankless job being the boss, sometimes.

dear piece of shit walking down the street in downtown bmore,
just because i am wearing a jacket and tie, does not mean,
1. i will give you money.
2. i will buy you food or cigarettes.
3. i am your lawyer.
sincerely,
-stitch

I think I must have some look that says "this guy is a chump" to panhandlers, because they always go right after me.

The sad thing is, they aren't entirely wrong. I give people money sometimes even though I know better. Usually it's a special case, like pregnant chicks or dudes missing a leg. Some 20s looking woman came up to me with a daughter around the same age as mine and got a fiver off of me the other day.

I think I must have some look that says "this guy is a chump" to panhandlers, because they always go right after me.
The sad thing is, they aren't entirely wrong. I give people money sometimes even though I know better. Usually it's a special case, like pregnant chicks or dudes missing a leg. Some 20s looking woman came up to me with a daughter around the same age as mine and got a fiver off of me the other day.

BFAM!! (except i do not give teh money, i have an awesome story about this i may share later). remember, DO NOT MAKE EYE CONTACT!!

Uncle found out he had colon cancer last week, just found out he may also have lung cancer too. Broke up with gf, kind of necessary for uni, but still feels bad man, didn't really care in the morning, but it's 3am now and I can't sleep.

When I am very tired, I become emotional in the manner of a woman. Just a few minutes ago I was in the grocery store and I became sadder than I should have when I realized they didn't have any soy yogurt. But my sadness quickly turned to anger when I heard a cover version of "One on One," originally by Hall and Oates. I thought "God damnit, why the hell would anyone do a cover of that?" (Not because the original is bad, but rather because it is so good.)

Been a month and two days since I lost grandma. It's hitting me harder now than it did before. My dad and I went to visit grandpa this weekend and she was everywhere...the chairs she sat in, her garden, even the plastic wine glasses she used towards the end when she was unable to grasp a normal cup/glass. I feel a little lost without her. I even called grandpa about today's interview and said, "Let me tell Mim," before I realized what I had said.